Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 486 An Even More Rebellious Senior
As Wei Xi said this, his neck was stiff, which was somewhat infuriating for someone his age.

After saying this, Wei Xi felt a pang of regret: He wasn't incapable of feigning flattery or being insincere, so why was he being stubborn now? Did he want to die?
Before Wei Xi could make amends, the phantom seemed to have heard that fish could fly and birds could swim, and in its astonishment, it climbed off Wei Xi's body.

Having finally escaped the monster, Wei Xi should have fled immediately, but given the gravity of the situation and her desire to investigate, she steeled herself and looked at the phantom.

At a glance, one can see that the phantom is quite different from the previous one: although the eight-armed phantom was frightening, it looked like a poorly cut shadow puppet after a while; however, Wei Xi poured most of his spiritual power into it, which opened up some kind of key point, and it actually gained intelligence, and its speech was more than a hundred times more intelligent than that of ordinary people!
The eight-armed phantom was still facing down, with its head below and its arms crowded together in the middle, making its two legs, which were pointing upwards, look lonely and forlorn. At first glance, it resembled a vase with a large belly and a long neck.

"Hold on!"

After saying that, the phantom ignored Wei Xi and stretched out its arms, twisted its waist, and bent backward with force, breaking off right in the middle; the other three hands were not idle either, pulling out dozens of threads spun from yin and yang energy out of thin air, and sewing the fallen lower limbs back to the upper body.

This scene was not suitable for normal people to watch. The phantom was busy having a great time, but Wei Xi didn't have time to fool around. He asked, "What are you doing?"

"I don't know what year it is, but even the strictest rules don't allow juniors to speak in reverse order. Please wait a moment, I'm very quick!"

"Your hands are all tangled together!" Wei Xi couldn't tell who was more rebellious, and gritted his teeth, saying, "You can just do a somersault to turn things upside down, why bother with all this trouble?"

"My back is killing me," the phantom said bitterly. "That brat Zuo Fei is so clumsy. He messed up my slender waist. He should have slapped me twice already!"

Wei, dressed in a suit, feigned ignorance and said, "Are you even human? This place is just you and me, why drag other people in?"

"You're such a cunning girl! You must know Zuo Fei to have gotten this far, and you've probably even been to Dead Water City! I advise you to tell the truth, so as not to cause any trouble!"

Before Wei Xi could even try to explain, the phantom casually tossed over a dark thread, which wrapped her up like a silkworm cocoon in the blink of an eye, leaving only her eyes. She collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

What's even more hateful is that unfilial son, Lingyin. It dodged quickly, and after Wei Xi's resounding thud, it leisurely flew back, its claws landing right on his forehead.

"Enough, enough," the phantom used several hands, leveraging the strength of the threads, to aim at the two phantom sections. "The smart ones always use some tricks."

Wei Xi refused to surrender and immediately tried to absorb the Yin and Yang energy around him. However, the thread was strangely tight; although it was woven from Yin and Yang energy, it could not be moved in the slightest.

"The [Primordial] is blank; how can you access it?" the phantom said unhurriedly. "How much of the memory left by Zuo Fei do you remember?"

Wei Xi blinked and finally spoke, "I know the general situation regarding the upheaval in Dongyi."

"Do you remember what you saw when you came out?"

These words struck a nerve with Wei Xi—she was naturally suspicious and shrewd, and she couldn't miss even the smallest flaws. How could she tolerate having missing memories?

Therefore, Wei Xi remained silent, pretending not to cooperate, and secretly memorized the word "original".

However, what was there to misunderstand in the eyes of the phantom?
"What a pity, I thought someone would finally witness what the Heavenly Dao looks like."

“It’s alright,” the phantom’s voice rose slightly, “Why don’t you take the easy path to heaven? Why argue with an old woman like me?”

"What Path to Heaven?" Wei Xi retorted through Ling Yin's mouth, "Innate bone is the foundation of a cultivator. You want me to fuse with it? You, a senior, are actually trying to drive a junior to his death!" Wei Xi had been hanging out with Qin Feng for a long time, and his sharp tongue was no less impressive.

The illusory figure sneered upon hearing this, replying, "Look at you, you must be fifteen or sixteen now, and you don't even have a single elixir in your Qi Palace. It's clear you have no hope for cultivation. I gave you my own bone marrow, and you're making excuses here? Truly, heaven doesn't favor humanity!"

In terms of cultivation speed, Wei Xi has only been in the cultivation world for a few years. He doesn't think the other party is arrogant when he hears this. He only feels wary of its strength in its previous life.

The cultivation world today is suffering from a shortage of talent, so it's impossible to cultivate such a prodigy. He's probably someone from the golden age or even earlier.

This does match the familiar attitude it displayed when mentioning Zuo Fei.

Thinking of this, Wei Xi softened his tone, "I don't even know who you are, how can I believe you? Besides, this concerns a fundamental matter for cultivators, so it's understandable that I'm impatient. Please forgive me if I have offended you!"

“Heavenly Bodhisattva,” the illusory figure laughed, “Why are you speaking so formally? Your attitude changed quite quickly. With this kind of cunning, it’s no wonder you were able to find this place despite your low cultivation level.”

Wei Xi: I understand! I know my cultivation level has dropped!
"I, a humble Taoist, reside in Wuchun Cave on Zhongling Mountain. My surname is Yan, with the character 'Ci' appended to it. Everyone else calls me Immortal Master Yan, but you cannot."

Wei Xi, who doesn't particularly want to address this person with respect:
The voice, appearing in the form of a phantom, said: "Later, when you merge with my bones, even if you become my disciple and the world calls you 'Master' affectionately, I am still a woman. You can call me Mother!"

Wei Xi had met Wei Li last year, and besides, what kind of reason would one not acknowledge another person as one's own mother? It was inevitable that he would be displeased.

Unfortunately, Xiao Wei was wrapped up tightly, and her words completely obscured her unpleasant expression.

"First of all, my mother is alive and well; secondly, I have already become a disciple of Elder Xian Hua of the Qingcheng Sect, so I really cannot find another master."

"Qingcheng Sect?" Yan Ci looked strange upon hearing this, and asked with suspicion, "The sect created by that cowardly person?"

Although Wei didn't know the name of his sect's founder, he knew he couldn't escape the words "cowardly as a mouse" once he heard them.

This has always been the tradition of the Qingcheng Sect!
Seeing that Wei Xi did not reply, Yan Ci thought to himself that things were not good. He also thought that he was already dead and that he would just accept his fate after this matter was completed.

At least the Qingcheng Sect members are the best at preserving their lives; only by staying alive can one talk about what to do next.

Yan Ci sighed, then recalled that Wei Xi's words and actions didn't seem like those of someone without guile, and ultimately accepted this junior.

“I know I can’t hide it from you, but there are some things I really can’t say. You need to know that I have no intention of harming you, otherwise I wouldn’t be willing to die without even a complete corpse.”

Yan Ci's hands continued moving, and his tone was tinged with melancholy. "I won't hide it from you, I had already attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven back then."

“It’s not just me who attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven,” Yan Ci’s gaze seemed to fall on the distant past, “every fellow Daoists lying in the Abyss have attained enlightenment.”

"The Abyss," "Black Abyss," and "Boundary Between Yin and Yang" are different names for the same thing.